The Wishing Well,
known as the blessed well to many Neopians, grants many wishes daily. Aishas
love to sleep curled up by the well, purring and rubbing their backs against
the brick sides of the well. Everyday, Neopians took their pets up to the Well,
tossing in some Neopoints and making their wishes. The wishes nearly always
come true, and the Neopians were nearly always happy. Well, then how can the
Well be not well?
It all started when Edna
the Witch decided to leave her dark forest for the day to pick some
herbal ingredients from Neopia (and maybe kidnap a NeoPet or two) since no one
is doing her quests anymore. Edna stretched her sore limbs and craned her neck
to see what was new around Neopia.
She saw the vast Uni Meadows and the huge Soup Kitchen. Down the road were
the National Neopian Bank and the Neopian Central Hospital. Then, turning her
head, she saw the Wishing Well and all the hopeful owners walking up as the
excited owners leave with prized items. She thought, The world of Neopia is
too perfect. These people do not know misfortunes. They do not know of the tedious
work that must be done to brew potions. I must teach them a lesson. A toothy
grin slowly stretched across her gaunt and thin face as she leaned against a
tree. Hmmm, what shall I do to them? She wondered. Then, she realised what was
causing so much happiness and peace. “The Wishing Well, of course,” Edna muttered
bitterly under her breath.
“Oh, this should be easy.” She hurried back to her old hut in the Dark Forest
with the plants she had gathered (and a Green Poogle Toy she stole from a young
Setting everything aside, she brought out her cauldron and assorted bottles.
Peering closely at them, she found the mustard yellow jar she wanted and popped
open the lid. Upon emptying the small jar, she poured half of the bright green
slime from a jar in and stirred with the bone of a Meerca. Ripping off a leg
from the Red Poogle Toy, she dumped all of the cotton stuffing in her cauldron.
Then, she thrust three handfuls of Aisha fur in. Instantly, the clear liquid
sizzled and turned to a muddy brown.
Edna rubbed her hands together, then placed a finger at her temple as she tries
to remember. “I’m missing something, but what?” she questioned her pet, Fiercia
the Fire Wocky. Fiercia lazily cocked her round face slightly to show that she,
too, did not know. Turning over, the Wocky fell back to sleep.
Edna went out to the Brain Tree and asked him, “What am I missing in my poisonous
brew?” He irritably replied, “Don't disturb me just yet, I'm trying to think
of a question to give to this little newbie.” So she left him and went to the
Esophagor, who answered, “Do feed me five of your Stick-O-Myncis first.” She
did as he said and he, after gulping down two Stick-O-Myncis, told her that
she need to get the Faerie Queen Negg as her last ingredient.
Now Edna knows that she is definitely not going to get the Negg from the Faerie
Queen herself, and she did not have enough Neopoints to buy one. The only way
was to sneak one away from the Snowager. So one night Edna brought her Sleeping
Draught and Ice Draught with her as she rode her broomstick to Happy Valley
(Hmph, she grunted to the name Happy Valley). In the Ice Cave, she found the
Snowager blasting yet another ice beam at an unfortunate Chia.
Edna gathered her courage (for, even a witch can be timid at times) and walked
to the Snowager. She asked, "Are you willing to trade this Ice Draught for a
Faerie Queen Negg?"
He laughed (or rather, bobbed his frozen head up and down) and said, "No way."
She begged and pleaded, but he would only shake his head. All right then,
Edna mused as she touched the Sleeping Draught, he asked for it, and
I must try.
She spilled the Sleeping Draught on the Snowager as soon as she brought it
out of her robe pocket and watched his ice lids clang shut. She hurried in the
cave and brought out the Faerie Queen Negg. Back in her hut, she added the Negg
in her cauldron, and the liquid turned a light brown and less chunky. She poured
it all into a bucket and brought it to the Wishing Well.
The Well did not have time to realise what was going on as the scalding hot
muck rushed into its pure fresh water. Everything became murky and the well
suddenly stopped working. Zafaras screamed, Kacheeks sobbed, Bruces wailed,
and Scorchios scattered. Edna flew back to her hut in the chaos and watched
from her crystal ball as doctors were rushed from every part of Neopia to try
and cure the Wishing Well, now silent, not at all its usual cheery self.
None of the wishes were granted and poor Neopians turned desperate. What are
they going to do? The Faerie Queen was sent for as well as all the other faeries.
The Water Faerie refused to come, for the Wishing Well was dirty and she cannot
live out of water. The Light, Air, Fire, Earth, Soup, and Battle Faeries said
that there were nothing they can do. The Tooth Faerie sighed, "If it were a
toothache I could cure..." Baby NeoPets cried. It was hopeless! Then, the Faerie
Queen arrived and examined the well. It stunk and if the Well could he would've
hid his face for shame.
"The way to cure the well," the Faerie Queen told the expectant crowd, "is
to show happiness. That was what the potion was made to go against. It wants
to bring down all spirits. However, if you find glee again, then the Well may
Aishas rushed forward and played hide and seek like they use to by the well.
A young Pteri called to his playmates for a game of Pteri Attack. Usuls shared
their Usukis and compared outfits. All the NeoPets burst into laughter as they
enjoyed themselves. They all shouted "Happiness rules! NeoPets rule!"
Edna shrieked as she saw from her crystal ball that the Wishing Well started
to dip its pail into the water again. Speaking of the water...
"WHAT?" Edna stormed. "Pure water. Not a speck of dust in it!"
All the NeoPets let out one loud roar of laughter as they all gathered around
the Wishing Well and happily tossed in their Neopoints. The Tooth Faerie kindly
reminded the Well, "Remember to brush your teeth after eating so many Neopoints
or you might not be so well!"